Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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Wrists

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Wrists

Touched

With tender fingers

Upon sensitive skin

A provocation

An awakening

Of feral need

.

Wrists

Held

Within a manacle

Of your will

Pinned

And possessed

For pleasure

.

Wrists

Kissed

A rapid pulse

Beating

Beneath your lips

My scent

An invading army

Upon your senses

An invocation

Of your need

.

Wrists

Pale and vulnerable

Soft skin

Reddened

By your attentions

The burn left

Showing desire’s path

And my destruction

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photograph taken from Pinterest

 


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Corset

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Feminine to the core

she bears her sensuality

quietly

but passionately.

Her pale skin

striking

against the jewelled color

of her bondage.

Emerald in tapestry.

No frippery to detract.

Simple and elegant

and tied with a bow.

Bound for pleasure.

Ripe for his touch.

Breasts

that bloom

that beckon

for the exploration

of his fingers

of his lips.

A body that aches

to be

unbuttoned

untied

unlaced.

Freed

into his embrace.

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2016

Photograph taken from Pinterest, original provenance unknown.


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Light

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It is a light sought

Seen at a distance

Reflecting off the Fresnel lens

Shining clearly

Illuminating

Corner to corner

East to West

North to South

Sharp and true

A beacon in a tempest

A brilliant warmth in a whisper

To lead me through shallow shoals

Away from rocks

And that which would decimate me

Into deep waters

And safety

In the unknown

The light I seek

Is within me

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photograph taken from Pinterest


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Cette petite mort

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His fingers

caressing

stroking

skin like silk.

His lips

placing a kiss

here

there

and everywhere.

His breath

upon her

causing her to shudder

as she arches toward his touch.

His tongue

dancing upon

pale

and pink

flesh

alike

unremitting in its quest

for her pleasure.

Hungry for her.

For how she feels

under his hands.

For the taste of her

upon his tongue.

To know

to feel

his enjoyment

of this

of what he can give her

of what he wants to give her

again and again…

cette petite mort…

pushes her over the edge

has her passion raging

like a wildfire

and makes her ravenous

for him

in turn.

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2016

Photograph taken from Pinterest


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Bite

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My eyes alight upon you

with a deepening gleam

of fervent desire.

This feral awakening

has me in its grips,

one which you know

intimately.

You are as ravenous as I.

Aching to devour all I offer,

to drain me

of all my inhibitions.

One bite

at a time.

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photograph taken from Tumblr

 


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Lightning within

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The lightning within her

crackles upon his touch

and becomes a surge of electricity.

This chemistry between them,

an insatiable hunger

of mind and body

that becomes

an amalgamated brew,

every sip

a potent one.

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photograph taken from Pinterest

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Behind the glass

Behind the glass

the moon kissed the night

and I watched

with longing

for the press of his skin

against me

the feel of his mouth

upon mine

the sound of his voice

at my ear

and the heat of him within

as we became one

in this desire.

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photograph taken from Pinterest